Chapter 72

Joan subconsciously buttoned up her laptop and raised her eyebrows: "Why are you here? Aren't you resting at home?"

Huo Chengzhou has come to qiao'an's worktable and sees five hundred yuan bills.

His face changed and changed: "someone came just now?"

"Yes."

Before Joan could explain, she heard Huo Chengzhou's cold, sarcastic and joking voice: "you can throw yourself into the arms for 500 yuan. What about 1000 yuan? 10000 yuan? Or what can you do with a million yuan? Can you even send yourself out!"

Huo Chengzhou doesn't believe what Joan can do. He's just afraid that some people will deliberately come to cheat her because she can't see!

He swore that he was just saying these words to make Joanne vigilant. After all, he wasn't watching her all the time.

After hearing the man's words, Joan's face was ugly to the naked eye, her small face collapsed tightly, her red lips pursed, and her bright eyes seemed to be on fire.

"Huo Chengzhou, what's wrong with you! This is my piano house, but it's not your listening to zhuxuan. If you want to curse, go back to your listening to zhuxuan. You're not welcome here!"

Huo Chengzhou raised his hand and buttoned it on the table: "then explain what happened to the 500 yuan!"

Joan felt the five hundred dollar bills and frowned. She was a little upset.

How did Qiao Yinchen leave his money!

She took out her cell phone and dialed Qiao Yinchen. The bell rang three times and was picked up: "Hello, sister, what's the matter?"

"Why do you put the money here? Come and get it when you have time. Isn't this your living expenses? Don't eat!" Joan's tone covered her displeasure, and every word was a little impatient.

"You are in a hurry to use money..."

"Wait until you can give me five million. I don't need your five hundred dollars now!" Joan said coldly, "come and get it in the afternoon! Otherwise I'll tell your father you're still in love when you play games!"

Qiao Yinchen's voice weakened: "... I know. Don't tell my father about me and Yaya. You're my own sister."

"All right, hang up." Joanne hung up the phone, and the unhappiness between her eyes and eyebrows grew more and more prosperous.

What if someone gave her $500?

What about Huo Chengzhou?

Is this man mentally ill!

She groped for the water cup to get the water, but the cup was stopped by a hand stretched out on the way. Joan held the cup hard and didn't let go: "no, I can do it myself. I just can't see with my eyes, normal intelligence and free movement!"

The implication is that you don't have to mind your own business!

Huo Chengzhou also stubbornly refused to let go: "give it to me! You don't need to do these things where I am."

"Ho." Joanne hissed, separated his fingers one by one, mixed with ice, and said word by word, "I can't afford it."

"Joanne!" Huo Chengzhou shouted to her in a deep voice. A pair of deep eyes came out from the bottom of the eyes: "I'm just afraid you'll be hurt by someone with a heart. There are too many bad people in the world to prevent."

"Are you a good man?" Joan's chin was slightly raised and her eyes looked forward: "I'm fine without you."

With you, my world began to be chaotic, complex and unpredictable, and even the future became illusory.

Huo Chengzhou's expression froze. He was stunned for three or five seconds. He lowered his eyes. His slender eyelashes blocked the surging emotion at the bottom of his eyes. He said in a deep voice: "I admit I'm not a good man, but at least I won't hurt you."